Grimbeau

The wealth of notions,

manifold

nano-agues

quelled by herbal

detonators;

vigilant magpie,

looking up for it

like a ska band cover;

gathering storm clouds

from the unfair,

violet west:

all of these

and more

by invasion

define my musing,

trip me up

as I oil up

readying

for slippery,

deeps matters of state.

Excuses whisper

it is said on the

weather

it is said.

I collapse in

Turquoise slop,

trying to remember

What

these excuses were…

All power to the imagination!

Perspicacity:

When push

came to shove.